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Then I have a Costume Crew class, that's anytime Tues-Fri for 3 hours.
I really have no idea when my classes are. I have my schedule on my desk but I haven't memorized it. I still don't have a computer (this seems to be a reacciring theme in my life) so yay for libraries!
In math, I fight the urge to fall asleep. In Acting, I try to take the Zen-y hippie shite seriously and try to open up and learn. Breaking my habits is going to be tough. If the teacher and the TA were like, "Woo! Let's have fun!" and weren't standing infront of the class like they're grading us for a driving test I think I'd do better. Because it really feels like we're taking an exam for creative writing and you're being tested on something you never learned in class.
I feel at such a disadvantage because we never learned anything in drama. We just did plays. We even stopped doing fun games. My improv skills are dead. Last class was all about improv, just letting go and not planning anything. And I couldn't do it. It was a real struggle.
Theatre Design is ok. She's teaching us art elements, and everyone has this attitude of "Well I've done art all my life" and they just assume I've never taken any sort of art class. -_-; Yeah. It's like that.
Script Anal is great. It's actually script analysis, but we call it script anal. We have Stephen Nunns and he's so effing funny. I mean, he makes you think (something I haven't done in ages) but he messes up things so much, it's great. "What is this New York Times?" "Uh, sir, it's Times New Roman." "Oh."
Writing For Lib Ed...I hate writing for classes. Gyah. I dunno. It might turn out well, but...I just really hate writing. I mean, look at my journal. This is basically how I write ALL THE TIME. Like on papers too. I'm completely informal and my gibberish vocabulary is larger than my english one.
So college has been ...fun. Hasn't been amazing. My short-term memory is so fried I need to write everything down. But half the time I don't label it so I have no idea what it is. I've met a few friends. And when I say I few I mean like...7 people. 2 of which actually talk to me. So yeah. Everybody's out getting drunk and having sex...I'm sitting in my dorm with my three roommates while trying to read Backwards&Forwards for Script Anal (BTW, if you've read Hamlet, you should read that book. It's about analysis plays and it uses Hamlet as it's main example).
Drama club- I'll try and get down to Salisbury to see your play. So...you have to come up here in the spring and see me. :) We audition the semester before for the plays. We're doing Angels in America (which I'm not going to be in because it's a mostly male cast and the directors are probably not going to choose me til like end of sophomore year if I make the cut off) and Women of Troy. I don't have high hopes for anything since being a freshmen means shit. Currently we're about to do Urinetown, so you're welcome to come and see that.
- Developmental Math II at EIGHT FUCKING O'CLOCK IN THE MORNING
- Acting 1 with Peggy at 11
- Intro to Theatre Design at ...3:30? not on Fridays
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- Script ANAL like 12 ish?
- Writing for Liberal Education ...2:30?
Then I have a Costume Crew class, that's anytime Tues-Fri for 3 hours.
I really have no idea when my classes are. I have my schedule on my desk but I haven't memorized it. I still don't have a computer (this seems to be a reacciring theme in my life) so yay for libraries!
In math, I fight the urge to fall asleep. In Acting, I try to take the Zen-y hippie shite seriously and try to open up and learn. Breaking my habits is going to be tough. If the teacher and the TA were like, "Woo! Let's have fun!" and weren't standing infront of the class like they're grading us for a driving test I think I'd do better. Because it really feels like we're taking an exam for creative writing and you're being tested on something you never learned in class.
I feel at such a disadvantage because we never learned anything in drama. We just did plays. We even stopped doing fun games. My improv skills are dead. Last class was all about improv, just letting go and not planning anything. And I couldn't do it. It was a real struggle.
Theatre Design is ok. She's teaching us art elements, and everyone has this attitude of "Well I've done art all my life" and they just assume I've never taken any sort of art class. -_-; Yeah. It's like that.
Script Anal is great. It's actually script analysis, but we call it script anal. We have Stephen Nunns and he's so effing funny. I mean, he makes you think (something I haven't done in ages) but he messes up things so much, it's great. "What is this New York Times?" "Uh, sir, it's Times New Roman." "Oh."
Writing For Lib Ed...I hate writing for classes. Gyah. I dunno. It might turn out well, but...I just really hate writing. I mean, look at my journal. This is basically how I write ALL THE TIME. Like on papers too. I'm completely informal and my gibberish vocabulary is larger than my english one.
So college has been ...fun. Hasn't been amazing. My short-term memory is so fried I need to write everything down. But half the time I don't label it so I have no idea what it is. I've met a few friends. And when I say I few I mean like...7 people. 2 of which actually talk to me. So yeah. Everybody's out getting drunk and having sex...I'm sitting in my dorm with my three roommates while trying to read Backwards&Forwards for Script Anal (BTW, if you've read Hamlet, you should read that book. It's about analysis plays and it uses Hamlet as it's main example).
Drama club- I'll try and get down to Salisbury to see your play. So...you have to come up here in the spring and see me. :) We audition the semester before for the plays. We're doing Angels in America (which I'm not going to be in because it's a mostly male cast and the directors are probably not going to choose me til like end of sophomore year if I make the cut off) and Women of Troy. I don't have high hopes for anything since being a freshmen means shit. Currently we're about to do Urinetown, so you're welcome to come and see that.